It had been a long enough drive from West Virginia to Canada, and then another two hours beyond the border at Fort Erie. You never know what is going to happen at the border with custom authorities. There is really not much to worry about, though. Those of us in the car – Krishna Kala, Stephen, and I, are natural citizens.
"Are you bringing in alcohol...?" etc.
"No!"
"Where did you go?"
"West Virginia."
"What did you do?"
"Had a men's retreat. Put on a drama."
"How do you know each other?"
"We